Sniffing Used Panties Novels & Stories

"I can't smell anything. King reacts, but there's no scent to follow." "Maybe it's not about scent." I look at him. "What else would it be about?" "I don't know. But your beast doesn't react like this for no reason." Colt crosses his arms. "What if she's masking her scent somehow?" "That's not possible." "You sure?" I'm not sure. I'm not sure about anything anymore. "There was a girl," I say slowly. "In the classroom today. Back corner. She kept her head down the whole time."

And I’m wondering if these descenting panties are going to be enough. And then another scent starts to fill the air. One that I know all too well. I mindlink Kaia, Please tell me that you have the special panties on. She looks at me and comprehension starts to dawn on her face. Fuck! she links to me. Through the mindlink, I say, You need to get out of here. Go to the house, get some panties. We can’t have your arousal scenting the apartment. That will be more than we can hold ourselves back from.

My legs wobbled as I didn't object; rather, my pussy tingled in anticipation as he watched me raise my gown, and take off my underwear slowly down my legs before holding it up for him to see a wet patch on it. He groaned, his cock raising and obviously begging to be freed from his trousers. I smirked and did something daring. I tossed my panties to him and he caught it with a sly grin. "Naughty Aria." He whispered, his huge, manly voice echoing in the surrounding, sounding so sexy and sending shivers down my spine. He brought my panties to his face, placing them on his nose and sniffed them. I felt myself getting wetter, almost dripping as he brought out his tongue, and licked the wet patch

Annabelle took the panties, held them to her nose and breathed in deeply, "She smells better than I had imagined, quite fragrant." "Do you want mine as well?" "Yes please," she held her mother's panties to her nose and pushed the clients panties up between her legs and pressed them against her pussy, "tell me mother, tell me what happened," Fiona slid along the settee, sat close to her daughter, and stroked her the top of her shin. She spoke slowly, deliberately and seductively as she told her tale.

That must be the reason why this particular bra was among the surprise. At the end of the stairs was the biggest surprise of all, her white panties. I picked it up, brought it close to my nostrils and inhale the scent of her wetness. My dick quickly became harder than a rod, ready to tear through anything. I pictured her on the bed naked, legs wide apart, one finger gently rubbing her clit and with the other, she beckoned on me to come. Her pupils dilated in a sexually arousing manner.